Making Dreams Come True…

I’m administering my last final of the semester right now, for my Age of Johnson class (Yeah, we call it “Restoration and 18th C.”, but I know better). About seven minutes ago, I handed out copies of the exam. After a couple of minutes, a young woman approached me. She said, “Is this the right exam?”

Well as a matter of fact, it wasn’t. Two of my students had somehow received copies of the final I gave to my 8 a.m. class on the Seven Deadly Sins.

I corrected my paper-shuffling error, and everyone is now chugging away . But as I took my seat again, I realized something.

You know that anxiety dream where you sit down for a Very Important Exam, only to discover the exam is about stuff you’ve never heard of, much less studied? Well, for two lucky students, for a couple of minutes, that dream came true.

At least no one was naked. The Dean frowns on that sort of thing.

About profmondo

Dad, husband, mostly free individual, medievalist, writer, and drummer. "Gladly wolde he lerne and gladly teche."
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